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The Letter

The Incredible String Band

I Looked Up

1970

too

By the time you hear this song your
Troubles will be gone
And you'll be left with what's shining
Through your letter you 

By the time you

EVEN THIS SONG REMINDS ME OF SADÉ
EVEN THIS SONG

AMAZED BY THE LOOK IN HER EYES AND HE MOOD BE LIKE SHE WANTING ME TO MAKE A MOVE
SHE WANT IT SO BAD

are to me
You just a rapper that I know
And I'll prolly get a song
That's dedicated to me
Cause that's all that I am
Just a muse to your game
You never

5 Boroughs

Redman

The Corruptor [Original Soundtrack]

1999

blaze, fulfillin' them, Keith ?, Jesse, Jamil and them
We originate styles, other be stealin' them

You got a good rise in your rolodex, who flow is

the other, by name. She lifts her hands to God, yes. And she battles the morning for their sake.

She stands on her feet with a smile on her face and a song in

that bullshit, This is Bodega Song
Who loved this jewish girl, sexy Abbi Jacobson
Maybe who be her best friend, Ilana Glazer too
Tryna hit to bodega

She looked behind her
And tried to feel different
But she had drank the river 
And walked away thirsty
She stood by her soul
What fell from the table

subconscious
My solitude is contaminated with germs of endearment
Death by a thousand cuts, in form of smoke on the mirror
There’s never any privacy, yet I’m

got you to thank
The original muse
Of my first heartbreak

You made me a cliche
A billboard for heartache
I just write sad songs
When it’s all going

being driven towards a
Destiny that's to wards

It takes ours to come for

It takes hours to comfort

The last song, it's rush hour

A drum roll by

mouse, Orphan
Boy
 
Slit open the curse
let the blessed cure emerge
the scars of abuse give way to the Muse
As she stands, we bow 
Make a path for her now

princes
No prison can hold my princess, I'm scared ain't no happy endings
But girl you have piqued my interest, I'll slide to you by the inches
I'll ride

imagination 
The perfect muse, when im creating
The sweetest song anyone could could sang
Picture perfect, so captivating 
I thank you Lord 
I thank you Lord

All these chicks trouble with conniving efforts
Ironically she ain't a cheater 'til you catch her
Why is every single caption 'bout applying

She's a gallery art Basel
Can tell by her brush stroke
Words pull like a vape pen
I'm inhaling her lung smoke
Tanning under her light
The way that

Call me by my name
And in that time of prayer and waiting
Where doubt and reason dwell
A jury sat deliberating
All is lost
Or all is well

Home,

Danny's Song
Song by Loggins and Messina
People smile and tell me I'm the lucky one
And we've just begun Think I'm gonna have a son He will be like

her
So unaffected by the chaos that surrounds her
Write it once to the music in her head
It's a perfect song
Moving her along
Through a broken world

thoughts by the mausoleum
I can't believe my eyes but
I know I see 'em she walked up to me "Can
I have this dance?"
And put her hand right into my pants

and friends there in that small town

The girl left behind
Her image a whisper
Melting its way back into my memory
You know she was my muse
You know she lit my

Great Speckled Bird

Unlinked Artist

Smithsonian Collection of Classic Country Music, Vol. 1

1991

a journey
She's going to leave by and by
When the trumpet shall sound in the morning
She'll rise and go up in the sky.

6. In the presence of all her

romantic fruit basket and some candles
Call me Kyrie how I grasped her by her handles
She's yellin' out “go faster!” as I slammed her
She makes my Crowe

by step
To recovery
I think her beauty was one of a kind
Who woulda knew that she wanted to die
Broken dreams and low self-esteem it seems these are

Sarah Saturday

The Bouncing Souls

The Gold Record

2006

around her
So unaffected by the chaos that surrounds her
Write it once to the music in her head
It's a perfect song
Moving her along
Through a broken